Hogwarts Shippuden

"Honey lemonade." Kyle said the password in front of an extremely ugly giant stone monster in the corridor on the third floor of the castle.

The monster suddenly came alive and jumped aside, the wall behind it cracked in half.

Behind the wall is a spiral staircase that is slowly moving up like an escalator.

As soon as Kyle stepped on it, he heard a rumbling behind and the wall closed again.

The activated escalator rose higher and higher, and finally carried Kyle to a stop in front of a shiny oak door with a brass door knocker in the shape of a griffin.

Kyle felt that this kind of escalator should be extended to the whole school.

Otherwise he would have to climb the stairs every time he went up to the eighth floor of the castle to find the twins in the Gryffindor common room.

Although he could directly step on the wall by climbing a tree, he climbed to the eighth floor in a few clicks.

But Hogwarts was full of people, and he didn't want to be watched like a monkey in a circus.

Kyle pushed open the door and walked in.

It's a large, beautiful circular room full of funny little voices.

On the slender-legged table, there are many strange silverware, spinning and spewing small puffs of smoke.

The walls are covered with portraits of old school principals and school principals.

They all stayed in their respective frames, casting friendly glances at Kyle, the descendant of the Dumbledore family.

There is also a huge table in the room with claw-shaped legs.

On a shelf behind the desk stood a tattered, wrinkled wizard hat—the Sorting Hat.

Kyle bowed slightly to the portraits of the Hogwarts headmasters, and then walked over to Dumbledore's desk and sat down.

He took the candy jar on the table unceremoniously, took out a candy and ate it.

It was not the first time he had come to the headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

In the headmaster's room after the attack on the Forbidden Forest last school year, Dumbledore played him a gossip about Snape's youth.

And at the beginning of this semester, he asked Dumbledore, his half-father, to call in the headmaster's office to criticize him.

Mainly Dumbledore questioned him about why he had only written him two letters during the summer.

Of course, Dumbledore couldn't ask him to go to the office just for this. The greatest white wizard in the wizarding world is not so small.

He mainly talked to Kyle about how his summer vacation was going, and by the way, he inquired about Grindelwald.

However, in Kyle's view, inquiring about Grindelwald is the main thing, and his summer vacation life is incidental.

Although Dumbledore tried his best to put on a flat tone, Kyle could hear his concern for Grindelwald.

Both of them are arrogant and arrogant. If you care, you can say it bravely. What are you doing so bewildering.

Kyle can finally understand the feeling of Maolilan trying to get his parents back together.

There was a loud chirping behind him, and Kyle turned around, "Hello, Fox."

Phoenix Fox perches on a tall gilded perch behind the door.

Compared with the last time we met, Fox looked a little older than before, and his fiery red feathers were no longer as brilliant as before.

Perhaps the day of Nirvana is not far away.

A door on the second floor of the principal's office opened, and Dumbledore, who heard the movement downstairs, came out.

"Dad." Kyle waved at Dumbledore, "That...I want to ask you a favor."

Dumbledore glared at Kyle, "When did you come to ask me for help?"

Although the old man said so, it was not difficult to hear from his tone that he was very satisfied with Kyle's name.

Kyle heard the words and laughed twice,

The cheeky he didn't feel embarrassed at all, "I want to buy a Nimbus 2000."

At the same time, he put a bag of gold Galleons on the desk, "Buy it with my own money, but please help me order it from Diagon Alley."

Dumbledore was not surprised by Kyle's request.

He knew that Professor McGonagall bought Harry a Nimbus 2000, so he had no reason to refuse Kyle's request.

Dumbledore, who came down from the second floor, nodded and agreed to Kyle's request.

However, he knew Kyle's urination, and it was absolutely impossible for Kyle to come to the principal's office to find him just because of this trivial matter.

"Anything other than Nimbus 2000?" Dumbledore paced to the desk and sat down.

Kyle stared at the old man in front of him, "I'm curious, what did you let Lou Wei guard?"

Kyle already knew about the Philosopher's Stone, after all, he had seen the first Harry Potter movie.

Of course, he can't say this kind of thing directly, otherwise it won't explain clearly.

Dumbledore was not surprised that Kyle would explore the restricted area of ​​the corridor on the right of the fourth floor.

This kid's ability to be mischievous, and when he was studying at Hogwarts, can only be said to be better than blue.

"It is the Philosopher's Stone, the legendary sage's stone, and one of the highest mysteries of alchemy."

"Is that the trial level you set for Harry behind?" Kyle asked as he threw the candy wrapper in his hand into the trash can.

"Yes, I hope he can grow from it."

Dumbledore crossed his fingers in front of his chin, his blue eyes fixed on Kyle without blinking.

"If he's as mature as you, it'll give me a lot of peace of mind."

Kyle touched the back of his head, "Thank you for your compliment."

"I hope you don't interfere in the trial. After all, the difficulty of the level is too easy for you, but you can't relax your vigilance. Be careful of Quirrell."

Kyle doesn't really care about this matter. He didn't intend to get involved in the love-hate relationship between the Savior and the Great Demon King from the very beginning.

"Quirro? What's wrong with him?"

"Voldemort is possessed by Quirrell, and there is no one better suited to be the ultimate villain for Harry's trials than Voldemort."

"I'm not interested in the trials you mentioned, nor the Philosopher's Stone," Kyle shrugged, "but I'm interested in the alchemy knowledge behind the Philosopher's Stone."

To be precise, Kyle was interested in transforming his stash of munitions into more powerful weapons.

For example, infinite bullet AK, fierce fire RPG, 59 star destroyer and the like.

Dumbledore would prefer to see Kyle delve into relatively innocuous knowledge like alchemy, rather than tinkering with black magic all day like his dad.

So Dumbledore agreed to Kyle's request without thinking.

But it didn't take long for him to realize that he had made a terribly wrong decision.

Kyle nodded lightly and looked at Dumbledore with a burning gaze, "Dad, you are also quite accomplished in alchemy, right?"

"Of course," Hearing Kyle's words, the old man's tone brought a hint of pride.

But in the next second, he changed the conversation, "But about your alchemy teacher, I have a better recommendation."

"Who?"

"Nicole LeMay."

Kyle's eyes lit up, that's good.

The legendary alchemist who made the Philosopher's Stone came to be his alchemy tutor. Who else in the magic world has educational resources comparable to him?

Dumbledore smiled.

"I will write him a letter. Judging from my friendship with him for many years, he should not refuse my request. Look forward to his reply."

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In the third watch today, the other two chapters will be released at 6:30 tomorrow morning.

There are still 32 hours and 30 minutes before the first exam, and the comment area "I wish you a successful landing" brushed it up for me!